world within worlds


a great mountain in any given landscape

is not just a mountain
inside, a woolly mammoth pretends to be extinct
but in truth, just wants to be left alone

because there’s a tree that grows inside it
filled with ideas
but unsure how to express itself

his muse, a bird so gentle
sits on his branch
catching his thoughts in a song

the music it seems, comes from inside her
the voice of a girl
in love with arranging words
in the shape of galaxies

worlds within worlds
within worlds
the infinite
and so it goes on


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